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"Hand! My hand!"

He Tao's face was distorted and he screamed. Mo You held the handle of the knife with both hands and smashed it to the ground with his hand.

The first time, the knife got stuck deeper.

The second time, most of the wrist was cut open.

The third, fourth... until his entire right hand was chopped off with a kitchen knife.

He Tao held his broken arm, lying on the ground convulsing, not knowing whether he was crying or in pain.

After solving this, Moyou continued to follow the prompts of 33 to find the next one.

After Mo You left, He Tao urgently rescued his arm. He grabbed the severed hand and rushed to the door, but no matter how hard he kicked the door, it didn't move.

He was dead, and He Tao fell to the ground, no longer as indifferent as before.

Everything he insisted on in the past will no longer be accomplished.

Zuo Liang huddled behind the wreath, trying to use the huge wreath to cover himself. He had been stabbed several times before and could not move far.

He heard He Tao's voice just now. He was curious about what happened to this young master who pinched his nose and hung out with them every day, but he didn't dare to look out.

The footsteps of the crazy old lady sounded all around.

After she left He Tao's place, she kept wandering here, and she could still vaguely hear her muttering.

"Where did you go?"

"where?"

Zuo Liang covered his mouth tightly and even breathed much softer. He just wished he could silence the beating sound of his heart in his chest.

"There's no one here."

The footsteps of the crazy old lady gradually faded away.

Even so, Zuo Liang did not dare to relax. He waited for a long time and after confirming that there was no movement, he slowly relaxed his body.

"Hiding here, stinking rat in the gutter."

The old man's unique hoarse voice was accompanied by a teasing smile, as if she was just an ordinary old lady teasing her juniors.

An alarm bell suddenly sounded in Zuo Liang's heart. Just as he was about to stand up, he pushed down the wreath in front of him and ran away.

But before he could move, the wreath made a piercing sound, followed by sharp pain in his eyes.

"Ahhh! Ahhhh!"

He held the thing that stabbed and stirred in his eye socket with his hand. It was long and thin, as if it were the chopsticks they brought over.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered that he had just handed the chopsticks to Xia Tai's hand.

That's what he said, wanting to gouge out the girl's eyes.

This is revenge!She heard it!

"What a pair of cloudy and ugly eyes, not even as good as one ten thousandth of the size of my little hamster."

Moyou sarcastically spoke, and without any pause in the movements of her hands, she stirred even harder.

33 When the picture behind the wreath was placed in front of her eyes, the boy's eyes were filled with mud.

The desperate wailing and frightened expression were not only liked by them, but also by Mo You.

The chopsticks were withdrawn from his eyes, and Zuo Liang dared not touch that side of his eyes with trembling hands.

But he heard the sound of the wreath being pricked, and with his only good eye, he saw a bloody chopstick stabbing his eyeball.

Ivy listened to another scream from Zuo Liang, silently burrowed into the crowd, reached out and pulled up the corner of the uncle's clothes in front of her to block herself.

The uncle in front was also quite nervous. He didn't know if it was right to help this girl.

Zuo Liang's screams slowly turned into a quiet hum.

The crazy old lady's knife scratching the tables, chairs and benches made a very harsh sound. She did it on purpose. She was telling the remaining people that she was looking for someone.

Ever since she was little, there has never been a moment when Ivy hoped that the police would show up soon.

"Da da, da da, da da."

Those who came to express condolences were shocked by what happened in front of them, and no one dared to make any unnecessary noise.

Moyou's footsteps were particularly obvious in the hall.

"Boom!"

The sound of drums suddenly came to mind, and Ivy shivered in fright, even her uncle in front of her shivered.

The crazy old lady seemed to have suddenly become interested in the drum playing mournful music and banged it.

She's still hanging around.

Her eyes were fixed on the group of people gathered in front of her, and the kitchen knife in her hand kept slashing at the table next to her.

People felt guilty when they saw her. In fact, many people saw the girl hiding here.

But after all, they are just ordinary people, and they cannot force a girl to die, even if the girl is guilty of an unpardonable crime.

Moyou didn't say anything, but the kitchen knife in his hand was chopping more and more quickly.

There were many familiar faces to her in this group of people, whom she had met in advance when she came here.

Finally someone couldn't help it, and pointed at the man standing in front of Ivy in a broken voice, "That girl is right behind him, you go find her!"

After hearing this, Moyou no longer stared at them and paced back and forth, but walked straight towards the man.

The crowd dispersed automatically, leaving the man and Ivy behind him with nowhere to hide.

Seeing Mo You walking up to him, the man couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate.

Logically speaking, even a young man with such a serious injury would not be able to move, but the old lady of the Cang family, who was almost bedridden, still stabbed him with a knife.

Others were talking just now, saying that the old lady might have been possessed by Cang Shu girl.

She died miserably, and she was very resentful and wanted to take revenge on these people.

Others said that the old lady probably died a long time ago because she was unwilling to stay in this world. She probably didn't even realize that she was dead.

What she said was that this old lady was abnormal.

The man swallowed, suddenly regretting his soft-heartedness just now, but the old lady's scarred face was right in front of him, so he had no choice but to force himself to speak.

"Auntie, she said that she was also coerced by those four people. She didn't really want to..."

"Hmph." Moyou snorted heavily, and a string of nosebleeds dripped down his chin and onto the floor.

There was blood all over her body, but her eyes were extremely determined.

"Young man from the Liu family?" She tilted her head habitually, which was a symbol of doubt.

Perhaps she didn't notice that there was also a wound on the side of her neck, because the wound that had just healed was torn instantly due to her movement.

Blood rushed out, soaking her clothes.

"You also have a daughter." She said firmly.

The man nodded hesitantly. It was because he also had a daughter that he couldn't bear to help Ivy.

"If it was your child who suffered all this, would you still help hide the murderer?"

Mo You's voice was cold and questioning.

Ivy felt the body of the man in front of her stiffen instantly, and her heart sank uncontrollably.

What if it was his daughter?The man didn't dare to think about it. He knew how tragic Cang Shu's death was. If it was his daughter, he would kill all these murderers...

Before the man could finish thinking, he was pushed hard in the back and jumped straight onto Mo You.

Moyou turned sideways, let the man hit the ground, and threw out the kitchen knife in his hand.

Pin the escaping mouse to the wall.